Kieran did as instructed, and I smacked it with my cock. He laughed, and I did it again. Then he took me in his mouth and I couldn’t sit still a moment longer. I placed my hands on his head and pushed up with my hips, a gentle movement not designed to go too deep. He moaned around my shaft, and the vibrations went through me.
I patted the seat cushion beside me. “Get up here again.”
He pulled free of me, got onto the couch, and sat beside me. I tugged him closer, then reached over to curl my hand around his dick. His hand found mine, and we stroked each other, kissing all the while, both of us unable to remain quiet.
Then he leaned over again, and wet warmth surrounded my cock.
I ran my hands over his shoulders, tugging gently on the mat of hair covering them. “On your knees, baby,” I whispered.
Kieran knelt on all fours, and I guided his head back to my dick. I reached under him to stroke his rigid dick and his balls, loving the shivers that coursed through him. Then I slid my fingers higher, until I brushed over his hole that tightened evenas I touched it. I brought my hand to his mouth, then rubbed a single finger over his lower lip.
“Suck it.”
Kieran took it into his mouth and sucked, and my pulse quickened at the thought of what was coming. I pulled it free, then reached over him this time, slowly inching my slick finger inside him.
Kieran moaned around my shaft, but didn’t stop sucking.
I removed my finger and rubbed over his perineum, slow and steady, and Kieran’s moans multiplied. Pre-cum dripped from his slit, and I caught it with my thumb. I fed it to him, then smeared more onto his cock.
His head bobbed on my dick, noises pouring from him.
I scooped up more pre-cum, then slid my finger back inside him, crooking it, massaging his prostate.
Kieran pulled off my cock with a cry. “Stefan….”
I didn’t stop. “Do it. Let me feel it.”
A heartbeat later, his body tightened around my finger and he shot his load, nonsensical words tumbling from his lips. I cupped his chin and kissed him, swallowing every sound, feeling every tremor. And when at last he was still, I pulled him in tight beside me and tugged on my shaft, my breathing shallow as I came, warmth coating my thigh, my chest rising and falling.
I held him close, kissing his cheeks, his forehead, his lips. I told him how amazing he’d looked as he orgasmed, how it had felt to be inside him.
At last, he let out a sigh. “Does it always feel so good?”
I kissed his hair. “Only when it’s right.”
Kieran absorbed that in silence. Then he smiled. “Good.” A moment later he stilled.
“What is it?”
He inclined his head to look me in the eye. “I don’t want to go back to Karl’s.”
I pressed my lips to his forehead. “Then don’t. Text him to say you’re staying the night.”
He blinked. “Is that okay?”
I kissed him again. “More than okay.”
I wasn’t wondering where this was going, what came next.
I just knew I wanted more.
Chapter Thirteen
Kieran
I hadno idea what time it was. I only knew my brain wouldn’t shut the fuck up.
I wouldn’t have minded if all it wanted to do was replay me touching a guy’s dick for the first time, giving my first ever blow job, being naked with Stefan… none ofthatwould’ve been unwelcome. For God’s sake, I was lying in Stefan’s bed, the weight of his arm draped across me, his warmth surrounding me. Surely that was enough to send me off to sleep with some very pleasant dreams.